Romance Status Romane & Geschichten

"No one knows, when you fall in love, love is not based on status it's about how heart feels or tells, beside you came from a rich family, which they didn't know" "Not, anymore, I'm not rich anymore, I'm just a maid" "Didn't you feel anything for sir Lance? Belle answer me honestly"

*Patricia’s POV – the flashback* I met with my friends last week and admitted to them about the real status of my marriage with Stuart. They were surprised that after six months, Stuart and I had never consummated our wedding. “You know what,” I remembered Janine commented, “I have read similar situations like yours in romance novels, but don’t worry. All of them have a happy ending. They endured some pains but, in the end, their sufferings paid off. The men in their lives realized that their feelings and they eventually end up together.”

Hands raised and index finger pointed. “Just watch out! If until the due date you do not pay installments,” said Rambo. “Don’t blame anyone if we drag you to the club.” “W-what do you mean?” A grin rises on their fierce faces. Rambo grabbed Velia’s chin until the girl grimaced at it. “If you can’t pay the loan with money, you can pay it with your body. You can have sex with us.” Velia’s body instantly relaxes. They laughed while leaving.

Roman cut her off with a glance, his expression unreadable. “Where’s his ring then?” someone asked, their tone mocking. I opened my mouth, but Roman spoke first, his voice calm and authoritative. “Our engagement isn’t official yet,” he said smoothly. “But we’ll be sure to invite all of you when we decide on a date.” The room fell silent again, and I blinked up at him, stunned. Anthony shook his head at me in clear disappointment, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. I was on cloud nine, drunk on both wine and the thrill of shutting everyone up.

"Tell me about the book you were reading. What is it about?" P**n. Flushing, I bite my lip "It's a romantic story" and by romance, I mean a girl getting railed by three men at once. I wasn't kidding when I said I'd gotten to the spicy part. She was finally going to sleep with all three of them together. Lucky bitch. "Ah, you're a romantic then?" Anti-romantic. People who say they're in love are full of shit. I believe in power, loyalty, and money.

Romana gently fondled the man's face, trying to catch his eyes that were red with anger. "B-Baby ... C-Calm down ... P-Please don't tell Laila what you found out. J-Just leave her to Tristan ... I-I don't want her to be mad at me!" "Don't worry, I have no intention of going back home! She and her man can live together forever!" A triumphant smile graced Romana's lips as they hugged each other. She wanted to be proud of Laila at this time and show her that the marriage she was so proud of was null and void!

I said irritably. "Yeah, I feel you!" He agrees. "We're still young, but they seem to be in a hurry to get us married to just anyone." He added. "They don't understand that we are not ready for such things and you are even more so," I said then just sighed. Will this best friend of mine be willing to marry a woman? He's gay so obviously, he likes men. "They believe that this kind of setup will work, because they already experienced this, and agreed to marry each other."

Celeste asked, making sure her horse was in check. "Not that I know nothing about all this.." Delphine chuckled sheepishly as Celeste nodded meaningfully. "I see the lord hasn't told you about this yet.." she stated, "I guess.." "Well our journey will be very rough and tiring," Celeste informed, staring at Moreau who climbed onto his horse as she admired him. "Do you love him?" Delphine asked, seeing Celeste's eyes were fixed on Moreau. "Who wouldn't, I just wished he felt the same way, but sadly his heart belongs to another woman" Celeste signed sadly.

“You haven’t signed yet?” I frowned slightly. Vanessa stepped closer. “You should read the part where he owns your image for the duration of the engagement,” she said casually. “That part’s fun.” Roman patience visibly thinned. “Leave.” “No.” I finally stood. “Maybe I should—” Vanessa turned toward me instantly. “You should run.” Silence. I blinked slowly. “Excuse me?” Vanessa moved closer now, voice lowering. “You think this is a fairytale?” she asked. “You think marrying him means romance and luxury? Roman doesn’t love people. He controls them.”

I just took a sip of my drink and smiled. The silence stretched out, getting more and more awkward. "What about you, Jax?" Mark asked, trying to break the tension. "You’ve been pretty mysterious all trip. Is there someone back on campus waiting for the star defender or have you seen any girl you like?" Jax didn't look up. He traced the rim of his glass with his finger. "I don't have a girlfriend, Mark." "A boyfriend then?" Swiss joked, but his voice was a bit nervous. He was trying to be light, but it wasn’t helping.